Soul Emperor Martial God

"Ok?"

An old horrified sound suddenly appeared in the air.

This startling sound naturally came from the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong.

The shadow of the martial arts could stop Xiao Yi even if he hurried over.

Seeing his martial arts phantom in front of him was broken by a sword, there was obviously a hint of surprise in his old eyes.

However, it is only that.

His figure hasn't arrived yet, a palm of the wind has blown out.

Originally, in his expectation, it should be Xiao Yi still fleeing.

So he couldn't wait to hit this palm.

However, this time, Xiao Yi didn't take it hard, instead turned around and struck out with a sword.

The river of stars, crushed out.

The palm of the wind hit the river of stars, and the river was shaken for a while, and the stars leaked out.

However, a few seconds later, the Starlight River did not collapse.

Instead, it was palm wind, crushed and dissipated under the stars.

"What?" The Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect was startled, "Break my full palm?"

At this time, after the fierce starlight river crushed the palm wind, with unparalleled sharpness, it went straight to the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong.

"Humph." The Great Elder of North Yinzong snorted coldly.

In the palm of his hand, the turbulent vitality instantly condenses.

"Hidden palm."

A stronger palm wind exploded from the hands of the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong.

boom…

There was a thunderous roar in the sky.

The collision of the starlight river and palm wind finally ended in both dissipation.

"Can you still hold my palm for the first time?" The shocked expression on the face of the Great Elder of the North Yinzong became rich for the first time.

After a while, the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong reacted.

Old but cold eyes looked directly at Xiao Yi.

"So, it's no wonder you didn't escape this time."

"If you can break the old man's martial art phantom with a single sword, you feel that you have the power to fight the old man, right?"

The Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect said this, but in fact, he had already sealed off the surroundings with his momentum.

This time, he will not let Xiao Yi have a chance to escape again.

"Wrong." Xiao Yi spit out a note indifferently, and then remained silent.

Holding the Leng Yan sword tightly in his hand, the sword intent burst to its peak.

It was because he felt that there was a battle, and he wanted to fight the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong.

But he has no way, no escape, only a battle.

If it is not necessary, who would be so stupid to fight with a martial arts power?

Looking at Zhongyu, how much can martial arts have? Which one is not an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years or even thousands of years?

These old monsters, which one is not profound and powerful?

A young man in his 20s who wants to fight martial arts power?

Unfortunately, the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong can figure it out.

However, Xiao Yi is not without confidence.

At this moment, he has been able to make a single sword, 20 swords all.

That kind of extreme escape, desperately trying to escape in an instant, on the contrary, can stimulate a warrior's extreme comprehension ability.

Whoosh...

At this time, the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong had already taken action instantly.

As always, he held the wind fiercely and shot out instantly.

In the palm of the hand, the Beiyin Yuanjin, which belongs to the Beiyin Sect, continues to gather.

When these vital forces were condensed to an extremely solid state, the palm of the old hand rushed to Xiao Yi at the same time.

Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, with a cold and proud breath, the sword intent rose to the sky.

Leng Yan sword in his hand, a sword cut out.

At the moment when the two violent attacks collided, a stream of air suddenly broke out in it.

The entire high altitude, the wind broke.

Xiao Yi's sword trembled heavily and was almost invincible.

The palm of the Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect was like a broken bamboo, about to blast through the sword intent and take Xiao Yi's head straight.

But also at this time.

On Leng Yan's sword, Jian Ying trembled constantly.

There are 20 sword shadows in a row, overlapping layer by layer, just like overwhelming mountains and overlapping waves.

The sword intent, which was almost invincible, surged in an instant, soaring 20 times.

The great elder of the Northern Yinzong was originally like a broken palm, and his vitality instantly collapsed, but he was retreating steadily.

The palm wind dissipated, and the sharp blade of Leng Yan's sword was redrawn.

The confrontation between the two sides seemed to be slow, but it happened almost in an instant.

Leng Bai Jianmang flashed past.

The Great Elder of Northern Yinzong felt pain in his palm, and he backed away ten steps.

After he stood firm, blood was dripping on his dry palm.

"How is it possible? It broke the old man's Beiyin vitality, and also broke the old man's protective vitality?"

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect.

A young man in his 20s injured a martial arts power?

If such a thing spreads out, it will be enough to alarm all parties.

"If the old man remembers correctly, most of the day ago, your weird sword technique was only able to repel the old man."

The Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong stared at Xiao Yi coldly.

"In just a long time, your strength soared?"

"No, it is not your strength that soars, but your weird sword skills."

"With one sword, a full 20 times the power will come together?"

With the eyesight of the Great Elder of the Hidden Sect to the north, he naturally saw Xiao Yi's methods at a glance.

He could even clearly perceive that the sword power that hit his palm at that moment had reached 20 swords.

"Monster, it's really a monster."

"You can't keep a villain like you."

The great elder of the Northern Yin Sect, killing intent instantly.

If he had been disdainful of Xiao Yi before, now, he was afraid.

Such evildoers cannot be kept, otherwise, they will become troubles in the future.

Bang...

The Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong burst into a burst of momentum.

In the palm of the hand, Yuanli condenses again.

However, the Yuan Li at this time was actually much stronger than the Bei Yin Yuan Jin before.

"Northern Yin Wushuang."

The Great Elder of the North Yinzong muttered to himself.

A surging weather gradually emerged in his palm.

Ahead, Xiao Yi's face changed suddenly.

"What a terrifying Yuanli." Xiao Yi was startled.

He even felt that under this monstrous vitality, he was as small as an ant.

"Smelly boy, die." A hideous flicker flashed on the face of the Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect with killing intent.

In the next second, the figure flashed and attacked Xiao Yi directly.

Xiao Yi held the sword in both hands, and cut it out with a sword.

The river of stars crushed by, and the sword shadow was heavy.

Beneath a sword shadow, a long river of starlight rolled out.

A total of 20 sword shadows trembled, and 20 huge starlight rivers blasted out.

This is his full sword.

however…

Boom... A violent roar.

The power in the hands of the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong was unstoppable. He shot all the way, and the river of stars burst instantly.

The river of 20 stars could not stop this palm.

"Puff." Xiao Yi spewed out a mouthful of blood and was bombarded for hundreds of meters.

The Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong slammed and chased him again, with the same palm.

"This palm must be killed."

"Kill me? It depends on whether you have that ability." Xiao Yi's face was cruel.

"Blood pill, burst."

"Blood brake cut."

Xiao Yi yelled violently and slashed out with a sword.

The starlight river formed by the gathering of 80,000 stars, coupled with the means of dawning the bell, can't help the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong.

Then what about the blood brake cut under the blood pill burst, plus the means of the dawn bell?

Xiao Yi cut out with a sword, and the sword shadow trembled.

A huge scarlet blade slashed out, and then 20 huge scarlet blades sprang out in succession.

laugh…

Twenty **** sharp blades flashed past, reaching the extreme, and also sharp to the extreme.

The entire high sky, as if set against a blood red.

The whole world seemed to have turned into blood at this moment.

The **** sword blade fell, and the figure of the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong still disappeared into the sky.

"Is it dead?" Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and gasped for breath.

Boom... Suddenly, there was a loud noise below.

A figure flew out, and it was the Great Elder of the Northern Yinzong.

However, at the moment, the Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect was already embarrassed, vomiting blood, and on his chest, sword marks were terrifying.

"Awesome. If you can push the old man to this point, you should be proud if you die."

The Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect gave a cold cry.

Next second... bang... bang... bang...

The whole world suddenly began to run wild.

The long rivers of martial arts descended in no time.

Every long river of martial arts is a complete martial arts power.

But for a moment, within a radius of a hundred miles, everything was suppressed by the martial arts power of the world.

The long rivers of martial arts trembled the world.

And Xiao Yi's expression was already horrified to the extreme.

"Nine thousand six hundred martial arts, nine thousand six hundred complete martial arts..."

"This is the martial arts power?"

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